I'm so sick of trying to achieve happiness and my progress being thrown right in my face. I could tell you right now that I'm going to quit trying but that would be a lie. I should've stopped months but I guess I just don't know when to stop. Well I guess I'm stuck here until I die, no hope no will. Maybe false hope to break my heart later but as long as I'm happy for that short period of time. It's been proven to me by my peers that I can't do just about anything right. If I had it my way I would've left this place weeks ago. There is nothing in this world for me. Atleast I don't think there is. Oh well in the end I guess I'm the bad guy and forever after that. :'(

Well today I met up with some friends I haven't hung out with in a month or so. Didn't last long but I wasn't feeling well so it was best that I went home. Later on I had lifting tests and I had quite a turn out with my progression. My coach is proud which is a good feeling. I can't wait until school starts there are some friends that I miss so much. I hate how there are just some friends that I don't keep in touch with over the summer... Oh well I'll see them soon I hope. And boy do I hope.